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Li Re turned around.

A cold wind blew past suddenly, and the evil ghost disappeared immediately.

Bang, bang, bang... Then, footsteps sounded, coming from afar—

"Your Majesty the Spiritual King, you are indeed here!"

A tall and thin figure walked in from a distance, stepping on the snow. The former priest was now middle-aged and had a pale and thin face with an untidy beard. His face was trembling, but full of awe.

Xiuji Engat spoke while panting slightly.

He is already middle-aged and his physical condition is no longer as good as before.

In the front, we completely relied on 'Rune' to fight.

Now Rune was exhausted and could only rely on his physical strength to travel, and he was obviously out of breath.

"Have you all entered the city?"

Li Re glanced at him.

"Yes, it is!"

The middle-aged priest responded: "The dispossessed have already captured the walls of the capital fortress and are now approaching here..."

"There are still many powerful magicians in the capital, but those who can fight have been sacrificed to Arato by the Church of Death. The rest are basically some old, weak, women and children, and they have all been controlled."

"Control?"

Li Re said without hesitation: "Then let's control him first and wait for that guy to come and deal with him!"

That guy...?

Your Majesty the Ruler?

Xiuji Engat understood instantly.

next second.

But the 'young man' who was standing in the palace that had become ruined in an instant came out, and the corners of his black clothes swayed like flowing clouds as he walked.

Xiuji paused for a moment and suddenly lowered his head.

But I heard Li Re on the other side say: "After today, you should be a lot more relaxed."

"I know you don't like this kind of life."

"I don't like this high city either."

"So from now on, you don't have to follow me anymore."

"You can follow your own wish, leave here, and truly integrate into their community—"

“Go build more walls.”

"To show the way to more people who have nothing."

"As long as you remember."

"You and I are both mortals!"

Such words made Xiuji Engat calm down slightly.

Li Re just kept moving forward.

He passed him by.

Leaving behind a cold breath.

Cold, but not creepy or scary.

As the saying goes, dust to dust, ashes to ashes. The necromancer in the world's perception is cold and terrifying, but what most people don't know is that after the death, the only one who can make the deceased rest in peace is the necromancer.

And can let the dead rest in peace.

It can also give strangers peace of mind.

"As expected... I can't hide anything from you."

Xiuji Engat looked at Li Re's back as he strided forward. He repeated the previous words and suddenly remembered his past.

Once a member of the Church of Death, he turned away from God... that unbearable past.

He once suffered greatly from that past.

But think about it now.

If it weren't for that past, perhaps he would be no different from those dead members of the Church of Death?

He will never understand.

It turns out that the power of someone who has nothing can be so great.

He stared at Li Re's back as he disappeared at the end of the palace.

The fear in my heart disappeared inexplicably.

The last remaining.

Only admiration.

...

"Xiuji Engat, a former senior priest of the Church of Death, was the garrison commander of the Ninth Street in the Thirteenth District of the Capital of the Principality of Atlan. He heard the divine will of 'Arato' when he was only eighteen years old. He was extremely talented and was once considered likely to become the 'Archbishop' of the Church of Death, second only to the Saints. He was a legendary figure, surpassing the magicians, magic knights, mages, and priests and bishops of the magic knights in the corresponding magic system, and became a high-ranking person in the world."

"But when he was thirty-three years old, he was ordered by the new Duke of Atlanta to sacrifice the capital's penniless people. He suddenly led a group of penniless people, injured many guards, fled the capital, and hid near the Forest of the Dead."

“This became an unsolved case in the Church of Death.”

"Later, some people pointed out that before Xiuji Engat defected, he had escorted a group of dispossessed people to the sacrifice site, but encountered a tide of undead on the way, and all the dispossessed people died, leaving only Xiuji Engat to escape."

"There is a lot of evidence showing that the tide of undead that Xiuji Engat encountered was extremely large, and it was only after the Saint Olega personally took action to suppress it."

"Xiuji Ngat should have had no chance of survival."

"Perhaps, he was saved by someone who had nothing."

“That’s what will happen next.”

Yes.

Hughie Engart is no ordinary Church of Death priest.

It was impossible for an ordinary rebellious priest to be alerted by a "saint", which impressed the bishop.

It is even more impossible that he was in the North and knew about Li Re's deeds in the Kingdom Church.

Li Re once said that he was very mysterious.

He is indeed mysterious.

But his story is actually very simple.

It's just a story of redemption and being redeemed.

The story of a man whose faith was shaken and who was reborn.

Such information surged in Li Re's mind, and the memories obtained from the two deceased saints also made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he smiled in the hot breath exhaled by the snow and ice.

Explore the world.

Engage with characters.

Let the right people do the right things.

This is also a kind of 'fun'!

He raised his head again.

Looking at the bustling crowds on the snow-covered streets and listening to the hustle and bustle in the royal capital.

He also suddenly felt that the world had been completely renewed.

Victory.

So next...

"It's time to go meet that slacking guy!"

Here.

The sky suddenly brightens.

The wind and snow that had been howling in the Principality of Atlan for ten thousand years suddenly stopped on top of these extremely high mountains.

Here.

The bright light penetrated the thick clouds and fell, leaving behind a glittering fish-scale-like light on the rolling snow-capped mountains.

The whole city suddenly became quiet.

The penniless people, facing the sun they had never seen before, suddenly became quiet.

Quietly looking at the dancing shadows of the sun.

Also looking at.

Under the shadow of the sun, a figure is walking by.

Li Re walked slowly across the street.

The wind and snow all over the city seemed to disperse with it.

Warmth rises.

Chapter 522

The Ruler Arrives, Initial Declaration

As the capital of the Principality of Atlantis, this city located on the high mountains in the north is of course very large. Buildings surrounded by fortress-like high walls can be seen everywhere. Towering domes point straight to the sky, like cold iron swords standing on the top of the mountain, always standing tall in the cold wind.

During the hundreds of years since the founding of the Principality of Atlantis, this capital city has also enjoyed the reputation of "Sword of the North" and is a cold and lonely city that embodies death and coldness.

But now.

The loneliness is gone.

The sunlight falling on the spacious streets tore through the coldness of the past thousand years.

this moment.

As Li Re stepped onto the street, the homeless people on the suddenly silent streets of the capital city looked at the approaching figure and couldn't help but become solemn.

They didn't know who it was.

People who have nothing do not have that many channels to know many things in the outside world.

Yet they understood.

The man who was coming tore the sky apart!

He demonstrated the power of God.

But he is not a human being, but a mortal.

The 'mortal' who changed the world!

Feeling the gazes of the poor people who had climbed up from the bottom and broken through the city walls to enter the capital, Li Re narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying the feeling of being the center of the world - and also feeling the blessing brought to himself by the circulation of the 'Rune' among the people.

The wider the scope of influence of the text that is spread.

The stronger the influence of Rune on the world itself, the stronger it becomes.

Therefore, Li Re, who was standing here, could easily tear apart the thick clouds that had covered the sky for thousands of years.

Let the sunshine fall here.

Let the wind and snow be driven away from now on.

of course.

He did this not entirely for 'enjoyment' - more for 'welcoming'.

Just as he said and thought when he stepped out of the palace...